"Set me free, heathens!" A deep voice actually came from the Snow Wind Goshawk which surprised them. They expected that the voice would be higher in tone since it is an avian monster.
"We shall release you, but we have a proposition." Adrian stated.
"I will not be seen having an agreement with barbarians." The Snow Wind Goshawk stated as if it was some kind of royalty.
"It is either the agreement or I force you into a bond of servitude to that woman there. The first one can control your fate while the last one will not give you such a choice." Adrian stated in a serious tone to which the Snow Wind Goshawk finally pondered.
The Snow Wind Goshawk knew that it will not be able to escape unscathed. It is actually wondering why it is still kept alive, but it suddenly saw Crystal. The clothes that she was wearing is from a tribe that often entered the edges of the Quaint Snowfield. Those that entered are usually hunters that have mounts.
